Relief From The Heat

Today's high temperature was:  74 degrees

Today's humidity was:  47%

Beautiful!  All windows and doors are open

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I make spaghetti sauce, each Christmas, for the men on my list--4 quarts, frozen in two- 2 quart bags.  Last year, it just did not turn out well.  It was way too thin and runny and a bit greasy.  The last few months, I have made small batches to see what I might have been doing wrong.  I think I figured it out, as this last batch was nice and thick, didn't run off the cooked spaghetti and was very tasty.  Good thing because in November, I have to start making this stuff= 32 quarts, at 5 quarts at a time.

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Got another one of Chrissy's books up on amazon.  This time a children's book.  It's a cute story.

Here's the LINK.  Also in a Kindle Version here..
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My sister gave me some bounty from her garden.  I love sweet corn!  I always boiled it in a kettle.  What a pain.  Get the pan out, fill with water, wait for it to boil, insert corn, wait for it to cook--for 2 ears of corn.  Then I read a post on Bella's blog.  She told of how her husband, wraps the cleaned ear in paper towel, drenches it with water, put in the Microwave and--6 minutes later--it is done.

I tried it,  OHMYGOSH!!  It is steamed and moist and delicious!!

I twist the ends of the paper towel.  It reminds me of a Tamale :-)







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I learned something new today.  It is NOT called cement.  It is properly called concrete.  Cement is the powder they use to make concrete.  Who knew?  I've called it cement all my life.  I thought concrete was something stronger--with re-bar or something.

 It's almost like a work of art or a dance that guy in yellow does with that long "float".

When they were all done--of course the urge came back of wanting to run over there and put my hand print in the lower left corner of the wet cement concrete.  Instead, I saw Bob walk out of the house, so I scooted over for a snoop chat.

I said, "Don't you want to put your initials or the date in that wet cement?"

"Yep!  We always did, when we were kids.  Guess I'd better not now.  The park paid for that parking space."

"Are you going to put in a sidewalk?"

"Yep.  From the parking space, along to the front door.  Plus we have another parking spot for our son, over by the end of the house, probably run a sidewalk up from that too.  We have to pay for all of that."

"Well...if you have to pay for it...then you can put your initials and the date down at that end."

He laughed.

"Are you putting in a new front porch?"

"Yep.  We're putting in a deck, from the back porch here....all along the front over to just the other side of the front door.  Those steps are just temporary."

"I gotta tell ya, Bob.  I'm relieved!  We were afraid you were going to keep those ugly steps!"

He laughed, "Oh my Gawd, no!  They are just so we can get in the house.  The deck will look real nice.  White just like the back porch.  Probably put a roof over it too--I don't know for sure yet.  My youngest son and I are going to build it.  I can't work with Rob (the manager), we fight," (I had noticed the tiff going on Sunday morning.)

"Well...it's going to look really, really nice." I said.
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So, now we know....the ugly steps are going to be gone!!!!  

These people have a lot of money.  I'm afraid Jackie, Pearl and I are going to have to move out of the neighborhood!!  It's getting awfully fancy around here.  LOL

The Title For This Post Has Eluded Me. LOL

Today's high temperature: 86

Today's humidity: 72%

Who does this remind you of?

Karen's kids went in together and got her a Kayak

to celebrate her obtaining her Master's Degree

This sight greeted me, when I staggered out into the living room this morning. 

Apparently Maggie The Cat didn't care for the way I had them arranged?

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My feelings are still a bit hurt.  I walked up to Pearl's.  She and Merle and I were standing outside, leaning on the car and just talking about the activity going on across my me.

Pearl said, "I broke off my thumbnail.  Right down to the finger.  It hurts like heck!"  and she laid her hand on the car trunk so I could see.

"Yikes!  That does look painful--it looks a little red."

"My nails had grown out so nice and long...and now look!"

I spread my hands out on the trunk and said, "I cut mine all back...really short last month,"

She looked down and pointed to my right index finger (the one that 1/4 is missing) and she said, "Why don't you do something with that one?  It looks so ugly..it about makes me sick."  

I was stunned.  I had no comeback, other than, "What do you want me to do with it?"

"At least, tuck it into your palm so people don't have to see it.  Yuck!"

Most people don't notice my finger and if they do, they don't mention it.  Once in a while, a kid will ask me what happened and I tell them, "I slammed it in a door.  So be careful.  Make sure you hands are out of the way when you close a door."  

I know it's weird looking, but I've had it since I was eight, so I guess it doesn't bother me.

After I came back home, I could think of all sorts of mean things to say to her---which of course, I never would.

"Why don't you lose some weight so you can walk better.  You're so fat you look awful."

"Why don't you wear your bridge so I don't have to look at all  the missing teeth in your mouth.  It makes me sick."

"Why don't you wear a bra so I don't have to look at those gross things bobbing around on your stomach."

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Not much activity across the street this morning.  The "Not So Friendly" guy is still working on the forms for the driveway.

They are getting a new hot water heater,

which reminds me,  I need to drain and flush mine.

Dar came over.  She is now free from the Yellow Jackets.  She could actually hear them, chewing away at her wall.  We had a neighbor who had to take off a section of his outside siding to get rid of the nest he had.  They will eat right through the interior dry-walled wall.  Another neighbor had them between his roof and ceiling.  

I watched the guy when he came to Dar's.  He stuck a hose in the hole above her door, turned on a motor, waited two minutes, turned it off, coiled up the hose and was gone.  It took him seven minutes from start to finish.  $75.00 for seven minutes.  He sprayed a chemical dust in the hole which killed them all.

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Merle stopped by, on his bike ride, to check it all out.

Half an hour later, the sirens went off.  Tami was at my door in seconds.  "Do I have to be worried?"

"I don't think so," I said.  "I was just looking at the radar map on my computer.  Seems to be a severe thunderstorm warning."

Then the phone rang--it was Dar.  "What does that mean.  Should we leave?"

"No.  Just a thunderstorm coming.  Turn on the weather channel."

"I FORGOT WHAT CHANNEL IT'S ON!

"Channel 30."

Then I walked outside with Tam.  Dar, Jackie, Merle and Pearl were all out in the middle of the street watching the western sky.

Jackie:  "Oh Dear Lord.  Look at the sky!"

Dar:  "Do you think we should leave?"

Tami:  "I gotta go to work.  I'm going to run right into it."

Pearl:  "What do you think."

Me: "Look at the clouds.  See those--they are going south of us.  Those over there--are going north and already passed us.  I just checked the radar and there is orange to the south and north of us, but coming over us is only yellow.  So we should be all right."

Then the wind picked up, the rain started and we all scurried into our homes.

It blew and it poured, but it wasn't anything to be scared of.  I put my ear plugs in so I wouldn't hear any thunder crashes and watched out the windows.

I got my flowers watered and my windows washed.  It was great!

 The concrete for the neighbor's drive?  I don't think it will be laid tomorrow. LOL

P.S.  I really wish my neighbor's would just turn on their TV's to see the weather warnings, instead of coming to me to see if they're safe.  How the heck do I know!  I suppose if a tornado does come one day, it will be all my fault!!

It's Not The Heat--It's the Humidity

Well--it's both hot and humid..and I don't like it.

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I had a productive weekend!  My friend Chrissy and I got to talk on the phone--a couple of times.  Trying to get her cookbook set up on Amazon.  We finally did it and it went up and on sale today!  This is the coolest cookbook I have ever seen!  I wish I'd had it when I was a young married.  I could barely cook, let alone figure out how to put an entire meal together.

This cookbook, has a menu for the entire meal.  No looking in the cookbook for the main dish, then rummaging in Grandma's recipe box for dessert, or trying to find the recipe you clipped and have since lost.   Chrissy had a very unique idea and it took her quite a few years to organize all of it and get it done.

Here's the link, if you want to check it out on Amazon
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While I was working, I occasionally looked through the windows to see what was going on across the street.

 There appeared to be an argument as to where the driveway
was to be.  Dad threw his hands up in the air and went over to
sit on the steps.

 In the midst of all these equipment, Don, the Lawn Mowing Guy came in
to mow my lawn, as well as Jackies and Dars.

 I thought perhaps I should go out and get my mail.

Plus, check out the front side of this nice back size.

Just a little "man shopping" you know.

I sweetly said, "Good morning."

He said, "Mmftt."

I said, "Sometimes the preparation is harder than the actual job."

He said, "Sfmmt, tfmmf"

All this without even looking up.

I figured he is not worth my time or engaging and charming personality!!

The foundation is ready for the concrete.

They threw up the small front porch this morning.  It does nothing for the house.  They need a larger porch--one that would come under the double windows, with a roof.  I watched as the lady tried to get up the steps.  She had to step back down on the top steps to open the screen door.  This is going to cause a problem in the winter.  Maybe they plan on using the back porch?  Still--those front steps are UGLY!!

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For some reason, Buddy cat has decided he wants to sit/lay on my desk!

So today, I put a nice big vase of Zinnia's in that place.  So, the big cat is on the table.

Summer Is Here!

Today's high temperature was:  86 degrees

Today's humidity was: 68%

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I have had to close up the house and run the A/C for the last two days, and will for the next week and I do not like it one bit!!!  I love the nice cool summer we had.  

So--I had a weird day.  It started early.  I have been working on how to get my friend's book on to amazon so she can sell it.  I was going to call her at 11:00 and we were going to go through it together and "get 'er done".

But, first, I had a goofy idea to send her a video of a tour of my house.  So I went outside and held the camera up on my forehead and started walking.  Into the house, pointing out certain things in certain rooms.  I was way in the back bedroom and I heard Dar calling my name.  Now, I was narrating the video, so I just ignored her.  I heard her open the door and come into the living room, still calling my name.  I ignored her, but started walking toward the front room.  She must have heard me narrating, because she backed out of the door and stood on the porch.

When I finished up, I opened the door and let her in.  I wanted to send the video to my friend before the phone call, so I was a bit anxious to get Dar outta here.

"I have to work today.  I have to leave at one."

<it was no 10:45>

"Okay.  I have to make a phone call in fifteen minutes.  Come on in for a few minutes."

To tell you the truth, I do not even recall, now, what she was talking about.  At eleven fifteen, I asked her to leave.

Than, I called Chrissy, my friend, and WOW, was it ever good to hear her voice.  We laughed and giggled, just like we always do.  We tried to figure it all out a bit--than I told her, I'd have to call her back at two--one her time.

I watched out the front windows, for a while.  Watching the progress across the street.

This is the manager's Mom and HER father.
He is 94 and lives two streets over.  Another reason she wanted to move in here.

My Purple Hyacinth Bean Plant is finally getting some pods!  YAY.

I called Chrissy at two, but it got so complicated that I just got her information and I think I can go in, use her e-mail and password and get her cookbook up and ready.

We did have some good laughs as she explained the snake/scorpion/centipede situation in her new Texas home--well, garage actually. I worry about her living with those kind of critters. 

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Tonight I called Pam.  She had been mowing all day and I told her I had taken pictures and would e-mail them to her.  Jen's kids are starting school here, the day after Labor Day, so at least they aren't moving.  I don't know if Eric is going to go to New Jersey and start (trying) to work with his Dad.  All I wanted to know is that the kids will be here and that means Pammie will have a job.

I have to give you the dialogue of part of our conversation.

"A Coyote took down one the deer last week and the dead thing was laying out on the far edge of the lawn and stinking awful!"

"Wait.  Did you say Coyote?"

"Yeah."

"You have Coyote's out there?"

"Yeah.  They killed the deer and as I was mowing two weeks ago, out there, you know, where the pasture is...that I now mow, I was gagging and trying to plug my nose.  I finally got the shovel and carried the carcass out and threw it in the ditch down there.  I went out to mow last Friday and the damn Coyotes had dragged it back onto the pasture!"

"Oh my Gosh!"

"So...I got the shovel and moved it back to the ditch.  It was mostly all pieces by now.  The skull had a nice rack on it.  So, I leaned that up against the tree and thought that in a month or so, the bugs will clean it up and I will have a nice skull with horns to put up on the steps by the deck.  Sun bleached white and all..kind of like you see in those old west movies?"

"Okay."

"Well--I got out to mow today and the Coyotes had dragged the pieces back on the lawn, but now it was just bones.  But--get this Momma, I can't find the skull and horns anywhere!  All that work for nothing!"

"Do you ever hear the Coyotes?"

"Yeah--always in the middle of the night.  I hear them calling and yipping.  You know how pitch black it is out here at night.  I lay in bed and wonder, 'Hello--is there anyone out there.  Am I the only one left in the world.'  It kind of scares me."

"Next thing ya know, you'll look up and see a black bear looking in your window!"

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We laughed and giggled about that scenario for awhile and then Pam said, 

"I can't wait for those kids to get back in school!  They are bored and they pick on and fight with each other.  Drive me nuts!  It'll be nice, with just me and the baby here most of the day."

"Will you have to drive them to school and pick them up?"

"Elise and Alex.  They go to school right next to each other.  Not Andrew.  He is riding the bus."

"Will you have to drive him to the end of the Cul-de- sac or will the bus come up to the house."

"HE'S WALKING!  He has to get up an hour earlier than the other kids."

"What about in the winter."

'HE'S WALKING!'  It's time he sucked it up and quit acting like a spoiled, bratty thirteen year old!"

"He's only twelve...and that's the way twelve and thirteen year olds act."

"and Elise--she acts so snotty and sassy!  Gawd--I can't wait for them to be outta the house."

So--right about here is where I started laughing so hard I could hardly speak.

"Pammie.................do you..............do you .......remember when you were that age and one day...........I said to you.......'I hope you have kids just like you'.  Remember that?"

"Yeah."

"Well................................you didn't have any kids, but......................but it appears................that you have a niece and nephews just like you!"

I am laughing so hard I am about to strangle!

"It's hard!  You tell them to do something and they either don't listen or they just don't do it and then when you tell them again, they get real uppity."

"Yeah.  I remember."

"They get disrespectful and I'd just like to slap them!"

"Yeah.  I remember."

"Elise got mad the other day, walked away from me when I was trying to tell her something, slammed the door and went outside."

"Yeah.  I remember."

"It's just so frustrating trying to deal with these pre-teens.  They make me so angry!"

"Yeah.  I remember."

Then...silence for a moment.

"Mark and I were just as bad or worse, weren't we?"

"Yeah.  It's a phase.  By the time they are ready to graduate,  you will hate to see them go."

"If I live that long!"

"Yeah.  I remember."

Then we laughed and hooted some more.

The circle of life.    

The worse the kids are, the more the parents of the kids will appreciate THEIR parents?

Tickles me to pieces!!!

No Headache. No Yucky Tummy. No Dizziness. 0.5 Ativan :-)

Lesson of the day:

It is NOT a trailer--although it trails along behind a big truck.
It is NOT a mobile home--although is can be moved and transported.
It is NOT a modular home--although it comes in two different sections.
It IS a Manufactured home, and if you call it a trailer (as I do), people that live in them are going to correct you!

Manufactured homes are made in a factory.  They are made to stricter codes than a Modular Home.  They have sturdier frames, thicker walls, more insulation and vinyl windows.  They are built better and made to withstand 110 mph winds.  Their frame is "tied-down" with chains cemented into the footings.

All that being said, "you can put a dress and lipstick on a pig and it is still a pig."  You can dress up and prettify a trailer and it is still a trailer.  :-)

I don't think my Purple Hyacinth Bean Plant

has enough time before the frost comes

to make any pods.

The flower sure is pretty though.

Aaron putting the mailboxes back up

When I met this kid, he was at my door

handing out his flyers to get any

handy-man jobs available.

He did a lot for me at a cost of

"whatever you can pay me Ma'am."

Now he is Manager of Grounds at the park

and the last time I hired him, it was

$20.00 an hour.

In place, tomorrow starts the putting up on blocks,

leveling and putting it back together.

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Lunch with the Old School Gal Pals Today

Pretty good looking for a bunch of old broads!

Then it was out to The Farm to visit lil' sis and get some REAL food.  

I stopped to take a couple of pictures of (my) Pammie's place.  It is looking much better and she put in a real nice perennial garden this spring.